Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Come in first, Sousuke. I'll prepare breakfast now."

As Matsumoto Tomoko spoke, she welcomed Ginjo Sousuke into the room.

"Don't bother, Sister Tomoko. I can just buy some when I pass by the convenience store later."

Although I am used to the delicious meals prepared by Matsumoto Tomoko every day,

However, Ginjo Sousuke didn't want to treat this as a task imposed on her.

After all, this is just my wife's good intention, and as the beneficiary, I certainly cannot force it.

Today my wife is wearing a beige vest and white shorts.

The vest may be a little small and feels tight when worn.

The jet-black hair that fell in front of her chest made the exposed whiteness even more dazzling.

In front of Ginjo Sosuke, Matsumoto Tomoko dressed more and more casually.

Very refreshing and pleasing to the eyes.

After all, after last night, there is nothing to hide.

"I just didn't see Sister Tomoko in the yard just now, so I was a little worried."

Ginjo casually sat down on the couch as if it were his own room.

"Oh, thank you for your concern, Sosuke-kun."

Matsumoto Tomoko couldn't help but smile.

"Well, I'm glad that Sister Tomoko is okay. I'll go back and get ready. I'll be going to school soon."

"Wait a minute, Sosuke-kun, I just need to go to the market, and I don't have much food at home, so I'll go out with you."

"Okay then, I'll wait for you, Sister Tomoko."

"Yeah, sit down for a moment, I'll be right there."

Tomoko Matsumoto returned to the bedroom and started changing her clothes without closing the door.

The snow-white back is like a flawless canvas on which endless imagination can be applied.

After his wife changed her clothes and combed her hair, Ginjo Sousuke went back to the room to get his school bag.

The two of them walked out of the apartment together.

There was still some puddles in the potholes on the street, and there was a slight smell of damp in the air.

"What would you like to eat tonight, Sosuke-kun?"

Tomoko Matsumoto asked.

"Sister Tomoko, just watch and do it. You are such a great cook. Everything you cook will taste delicious."

"It's not as good as you say, Sosuke-kun."

Matsumoto Tomoko smiled and thought about what to prepare for dinner today.

“Perhaps creamy king oyster mushrooms would be good?”

For some reason, this was the first dish that came to Tomoko Matsumoto's mind.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a fork in the road. The vegetable market that Matsumoto Tomoko wanted to go to was in the other direction, so the two said goodbye here.

Ginjo Sousuke went to a convenience store to buy some breakfast and ate while walking towards the school.

The rice balls from the convenience store tasted like wax to Yincheng. Was it true that his taste had been spoiled by his wife's cooking?

Obviously, this kind of fast food from convenience stores was what I ate the most in the past.

I had almost finished eating the rice balls when the school gate appeared in front of me.

When they saw Ginjo Sosuke passing by, the girls turned around and stared at them just as much as they did on the first day.

"Look, look, isn't this the sophomore transfer student, Takuya Ginjo?"

The two girls said excitedly.

Ginjo Takuya?

What a weird nickname...

Chapter 18 Outrageous Rumors

Ginjo Takuya is obviously taken from Kimura Takuya's name.

Is it to describe yourself as handsome as Kimura Takuya?

Although he was indeed very handsome when he was young, he is quite old now.

Compare yourself to a star from a previous era.

Is it because I look more retro in my handsomeness?

I don’t know who gave me this strange nickname, probably from one of the girls who was chattering around me yesterday.

Ginjo Sousuke walked through the school building entrance, changed his shoes, and headed for the classroom.

As soon as I walked into the classroom, all the classmates' eyes were on me.

"What's wrong? What did I do?"

Ginjo Sousuke felt a little strange.

If it happened yesterday, it would be understandable, after all, he was a new face who transferred in on the first day, and everyone would definitely take a second look at him.

But today is already my second day at school, and I already introduced myself yesterday.

There's no need to stare at me like I'm an alien, right?

Ginjo Sosuke walked to his seat in the last row under the gazes of the whole class.

As soon as I sat down, I saw the students gathering in groups of two or three and whispering to each other.

Ginjo found this somewhat baffling, but he was too lazy to delve into it.

Judging from the level of attention paid to it by college students, it was most likely some outrageous rumor involving campus romance.

Boys pay attention to games, girls pay attention to celebrities.

Only eating melons can attract the unified attention of the whole class.

This is the experience left over from Ginjo Sosuke's student days in his previous life.

The arrival of the head teacher made the classroom, which was very noisy just now, quiet down instantly.

After the morning meeting, the first class began.

Today's lessons were still not difficult for Yincheng.

The voice of the teacher on the stage was becoming increasingly distant.

Gradually, all I could see was the mouth opening and closing.

As expected, Ginjo Sosuke entered trance mode again.

Was that the intimacy you had with Tomoko Matsumoto last night?

The wife seemed to be constrained by physical strength and withdrew from the battlefield early, but she still felt a little unsatisfied.

Kana Kobayakawa's hobby is indeed a bit strange. It is hard to imagine that a girl like her would like cold reptiles.

Mochizuki Haruka has replied to her LINE message, and the two of them have agreed to meet on the weekend.

Of course the strangest thing was Lisa Shiraishi who came over yesterday afternoon.

I don’t know why a student council president insisted on pulling me into her club even though we didn’t even know each other.

......

If you listen carefully, the class will probably go by very slowly.

If you start daydreaming during class, time will really fly by.

You may think that in the time it takes to lower your head, the teacher has already covered ten pages of the book...

The morning class passed by so quickly.

Because there was no love bento from Tomoko Matsumoto today, Sosuke Ginjo had to go to the school cafeteria to buy some bread for lunch.

Without my wife's loving feeding, I can only live with carbohydrates.

"Ginjo-san..."

A boy's voice called out to Ginjo.

Looking back, I saw that it was one of the few boys in my class.

However, Yincheng only roughly remembered his appearance and did not know his name.

"Where are you going for lunch, Ginjo-san?"

"Do you know what's on the third floor of the main teaching building?"

When Ginjo Sousuke didn't respond, he remembered to introduce himself.

"Ah, I'm Okamoto, Ryuichi Okamoto, and we're in the same class."

Apparently he thought Yincheng didn't recognize him at all.

"Hello, Okamoto-san."

"What do you mean by above the third floor?"

Since the school's teaching building only has three floors, Yincheng found it a bit strange.

"Yes. There is a staircase leading to the top floor, and we often have lunch on the terrace."

"Want to join us? The other boys in the class are here too."

Seeing his enthusiasm, Ginjo Sousuke couldn't refuse.

In a new school, it is natural to make some new friends.

"Okay, let me buy some bread first."